Rinmara Le Bon- District 1 Done!

Name: Rinmara Le Bon
Age: 17
Gender: Female
District/Area: District 1
Appearance:

Face Claim: Amber Le Bon (Yes I stole her last name)

That picture there, that's me, Rinmara Le Bon. Why you need me to describe myself when a picture is right there, I don't know. But if you insist, I suppose I have no choice. My eyes are a dark brown, almost constantly having eyeliner to enhance them. My natural brown hair stretches down to the small of my back. I usually braid it down and lay it across one shoulder when I'm training, but for special occassions, I leave it long and flowing, sometimes braiding flowers into it. You see that I have a mole right next to my nose, but I prefer to call it my beauty mark.

I'm the average height for a seventeen year old, 5'6". My heels that I'm almost never seen without however, give the impression that I'm much taller. I'm pretty well toned due to my Hunger Games training, thank goodness. My parents have become lazy, constantly gorging themselves with food, and it shows. I will not become like that.

My fair skin tans easily, as I spend most of my days outdoors. With constant waxings and moisturizings, it's soft to the touch. I have a few scars here and there, nothing too big or noticable though. I consider them trophies of my hard work, refusing to let the dermatologist remove them. No matter what people say about me, I'm perfect the way I am.

I can usually be spotted wearing dresses that never go below mid thigh, and high heels enhancing my long, elegant legs. The only exception to this is if you spot me training. Then I am sporting calf high leather boots with leggings, and a navy blue tunic with a black leather belt. I'm the type that sets fashion trends, not follows them. Come to me sometime if you want to learn something, you look like you could use all the help you can get.

[/color][/blockquote]Personality:

Well hell, I don't know how to describe my personality. I guess you could say that I'm a nice person, even though I lose my temper here and there. I tend to get caught up in my emotions, not thinking about what I'm doing in a fit of rage. But everyone has their downfalls, right? It's not like I've murdered someone, so I don't see the reason to make a big deal out of it.

Some people have had the nerve to call me conceited, can you imagine that? I'm not conceited, I just care about the way I look, is that so wrong? There's nothing bad about making sure I look my best at all times, you never know when your gonna walk right by a cute guy. The least I can do is make sure I look good. That's another thing, I love those boys, and they love me. I'm the type of girl that your boyfriend thinks about when he's with you. Is that a problem love?

Okay so maybe I have a bit of a drinking problem. It's not my fault that liquor is so dam good. It always livens up the parties don't ya think? Did I drink before I came here? No... yes... nevermind. Now listen here, no one needs to know about this. If I find out you told, it won't end well for you, got it?

Hobbies? Why does that matter, are you trying to stalk me? Well whatever. I don't have many hobbies, training and sex, that covers it pretty much, satisifed? Can we hurry this along? I have better things to do than sit here and talk to you.

[/color][/blockquote]History:

My history? Dear god you want to know everything about me don't you? Well, I was born into a rich family if you must know. My parents never gave me much attention growing up, and still don't. They're too concerned with their money, always shipping off jewelry to the capitol. I can't even talk to them. As soon as I walk up they throw me a wad of cash and tell me to 'deal with it'. Wait, why am I telling you this? You better keep your trap shut okay?

Anyways, back to my childhood, it's never really been pleasant. Growing up with neglegent parents does stuff to you ya know? If I wanted to eat at night they would send me off to the grocery store by myself to buy food. It was as if I was more of a burden to them than a daughter. Sometimes I wonder if they even really meant to have me in the first place. Like I'm just some accident. Dear god I'm tearing up. Do you have a tissue?

So after all these years what do I have to live for? That's why I decided to train for the Games. Gives me something to do. If I don't get reaped, well then at least I've learned some valuable skills. If I do, well, it's not like anyone's gonna miss me. I'm pretty good at archery, though I'm best at sword-fighting. I can chop your arm off before you know what's coming. So watch your back okay?

I suppose I have always been one to crave the attention of the crowd. Even at a young age I remember running through the streets yelling at passersby "Look at me! Look at me!" I never got the attention at home, so what else should I have done? I have no siblings, no one to spend my time at home with. So, you can imagine that I don't stay there a lot. Wether it's a friends house or just some random guy's place, anywhere is better than home. Now excuse me, I have to go.

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[/blockquote]Codeword: oDair
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